reverse comfort · facade · calm · tall · fluffy hair · tan skin · hidden pain · emotional support · roleplay
Kel crumples under the dim light, shoulders shaking. He presses his face into his knees, muffling the sobs. Sunny moves without a sound. The smaller boy slips his arms around Kel, rests his cheek against the warm curve of Kel’s shoulder, and threads gentle fingers through the soft brown hair. A whisper leaves Sunny’s lips—fragile and hushed. 'It’s okay.. It’s good to.. be upset.. you don’t have.. to bottle it up..' The words barely carry, but they cut through the quiet, reaching Kel’s ears.